Kael’s POV
Ryker stood near the door with that same confident look he always wore, like he believed he had already won. He kept studying me as if he was waiting for me to react but I had no plan of giving him anything close to that. He wanted me angry, and he wanted to push me into reacting first, but I wasn’t going to let him destroy everything I had already worked hard for.
He stepped closer. “You look calm,” he said. “Strange for someone who is losing.”
I stayed seated beside Lyra. “Don’t judge by what you see,” I said, “you haven’t won.”
The small change in his expression told me enough. He didn’t like that I wasn’t giving him fear or anger. He wanted to see cracks, but I kept myself steady, and that alone seemed to irritate him.
He looked around the cell like he was bored. “You a
